Skip to content
Flamingo Tongue Creations
photographing the world
Menu and widgets
This is an example of a WordPress page, you could edit this to put information about yourself or your site so readers know where you are coming from. You can create as many pages like this one or sub-pages as you like and manage all of your content inside of WordPress.
A long time ago on my first wreck dive off Cape Hatteras I found a unique shell. This trip was a rude awakening to the strong Gulf Stream current. Surviving the two-hour trip in six to eight foot seas was as hard as the long decent to the Dixie Arrow. The first seventy feet down the descent line included horrendous current and five to ten foot visibility. These conditions left us gripping the decent line and our fins flapping in front of a large school of barracuda. They all had jagged gaping teeth and desperately needed a dentist. All we could see were the fish and the line. Around seventy feet the visibility cleared to over a 100 feet and the entire outline of the wreck became visible. As we made our way around from bow to stern I stopped on the starboard side of the stern and knelt in the sand next to a vast bed of stingrays. All you could see were their protruding eyes and their sanded-outlines. Normally, the N.C. rays are skittish and would glide away, but these seemed unaffected by our presence. This didn’t stop my buddy from giving a quick reminder of what was…